"The brocade clouds cover the river, and the osmanthus tree shines in the moon. Serve rice to your princess." Sun Yun began to direct Chu Chun and the others, his hands moving up and down.

Zhao Shu was pulled into the kitchen by Sun Yun, where she saw a plate of hand-shredded eggplant and stir-fried chicken.

The name is... quite misleading.

I couldn't resist picking up my chopsticks and taking a bite of the hand-shredded eggplant. It was quite delicious. "Ah Yun, you can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't measure the sea with a bucket. The ancients were right. I admire you today."

I ate several bites in a row. The eggplant wasn't greasy and it was quite appetizing.

Sun Yun happily took a bite, "Not bad, right? This is the first time I've made it for someone else. When I make it at home, my mother always says it's shameful to show it to others."

Her appearance is indeed not flattering, but it's still pretty good. Someone with negative practical skills has no right to criticize others.

Zhao Shu ate a few bites of eggplant, then picked up some chicken. She didn't know how the chicken was cooked, but it looked tender and delicious. In her mind, chicken was always stewed.

"You don't understand, do you? All the girls in our family need to know how to cook a few dishes."

Zhao Shu didn't ask, but what she didn't say was that the eldest daughter of the Sun family not only had to learn to cook several dishes, but also had to memorize the recipes and the genealogies of all the prominent families.

What is the relationship between whom, who is whose child, what is their birth order, etc.

It must be said that Sun Yun's cooking skills were quite good. Perhaps moved by the food, Zhao Shu actually ate two bowls of rice.

After eating and drinking their fill, the two sat side by side on the swing under the wisteria blossoms, with Xiao Guozi gently pushing them from behind.

Zhao Shu doesn't have many friends. In modern times, Ajiu usually talks to her about Professor Do and store discounts. Occasionally, they'll chat about gossip about people around them, like who likes whom.

It was a bit different in Dayong. Sun Yun said, "Wang Shizhong and his clansmen have been kneeling in front of the East Gate for most of the day, begging the Emperor to do justice for Grand Tutor Wang. I heard that they were even preparing to bring out the coffin, but Minister Yang persuaded them to stop. My father thought Minister Yang was prioritizing the overall situation, but unexpectedly, he also knelt with Wang Shizhong and his clansmen in the blink of an eye. You know, there were so many people from the Wang and Xie families that they blocked the East Gate completely. I had to take a detour to get here."

Zhao Shu looked at her, wondering what she meant by those words. Logically speaking, young women shouldn't understand politics, so why would Sun Yun's father say such things to his daughter?

Seeing Zhao Shu turn to look at her, Sun Yun continued excitedly, "I think Minister Yang is a two-faced man. Sooner or later, Attendant Wang will be bought off by him." Her words were laced with undisguised schadenfreude.

"What do you mean by that?" Although she believed that there are no permanent allies, only permanent interests, when faced with a choice, most people would choose to give up something that is not good for them.

As the saying goes, "A wise man protects himself, and a pawn sacrifices the king."

Yes, sacrifice the pawn to save the king! A brilliant idea flashed through my mind, and I jumped off the swing. "Where's Xiao Zhu? Find Xiao Zhu for me."

Sun Yun was stunned by her sudden action. "A-Jun, what's wrong with you?"

"Didn't you just say that Minister Yang would sell out Attendant Wang? I'm sure we'll see Attendant Wang counting his money soon." Zhao Shu felt her mind suddenly clear, as if she had been enlightened by a deity. All her thoughts became clear, and she couldn't help but smile happily.

Sun Yun frowned. "What?" She didn't understand. Just a moment ago, she looked worried, but the next moment she was all smiles. "The Crown Prince has been saved?"

Zhao Shu smiled and shook her head, "No, it's Lord Wang who has been saved."

"Wang Shizhong? You want to save him?" Sun Yun immediately became displeased. His eyes turned cold, his face turned cold, and his whole being became cold from the inside out, as cold as ice.

Zhao Shu looked at her in confusion. The familiar Sun Yun was back, arrogant and disdainful of everyone, as if they were all ants and she couldn't be bothered to even glance at them.

"It's not Attendant Wang, it's Lord Wang Jiyang." Zhao Shu was puzzled by his quick change in attitude. What had she done to offend her? Could it be that she had some grudge against the Wang family?

Upon hearing her words, Sun Yun's expression softened, and he sat back down on the swing somewhat awkwardly. "What's your relationship with him? Why did you save him?"

“He and Lord Wei once assisted me in organizing the guards in my residence.” Sun Yun didn’t say it, nor did she ask. How could there be no friction between aristocratic families? Sun Ganzheng and Xie Yun had political differences with Yang Zhong and Wang Kuanqi.

However, based on her understanding of Sun Yun, he didn't seem like the kind of person who would gloat over the misfortunes of others just because they disagreed on political views. Although Sun Yun was a bit aloof and arrogant, he wasn't a bad person.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have died so tragically in her previous life; after miscarrying, she committed suicide.

Thinking of Sun Yun's fate in her previous life, she couldn't help but sigh. Should she remind her?

"Are you very familiar with Lord Wei?" Sun Yun asked.

Whether it was her imagination or not, Zhao Shu felt that Sun Yun was hesitant when he asked the question, and his eyes darted away as if he was trying to calm himself down.

Shaking his head to clear his mind of all this nonsense, the most important thing now was to wait for Xie Yun and his father to return to the capital smoothly.

"I'm not familiar with him, but Lord Wei is of one mind with my imperial uncle, so he is naturally a good official. As the princess of Dayong, I must help him out."

Sun Yun glared at her and said, "So this is how you royal relatives define a good official. But what you say makes a lot of sense. In that case, I'll reluctantly lend you a hand."

Zhao Shu: ...

"What's with that expression? Are you looking down on my help?" Sun Yun was displeased to see Zhao Shu's dumbfounded expression. She, Sun Yun, was, after all, the sixth daughter of the Sun family. Although she wasn't the eldest daughter, so what? She was still Sun Yun.

Zhao Shu chuckled twice. "No, it's my honor to receive help from Miss Sun Liu. I just don't know how Miss Sun Liu intends to help me?"

"May I come into the study?" Sun Yun asked.

Zhao Shu immediately nodded, "Yes."

"Let's go to the study."

The two went to the study, closed the door, leaving only the two of them. Sun Yun spread out a sheet of white paper and said to Zhao Shu, "Grind the ink."

Zhao Shu: ...slowly walked over and began grinding ink.

Sun Yun took a brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write on the white paper, “The Wang family is divided into nine inner branches and nine outer branches, as well as other collateral branches. We will not count the collateral branches for now. There are already many conflicts between the inner and outer branches. Now that Wang Jiyang has separated from the family, half of the inner branches have been lost, but the outer branches have not suffered any losses. In terms of power, the inner branches are the most powerful. In terms of wealth, the outer branches are definitely more prosperous. The outer branches have caravans and fleets. Almost all businesses are run by people from the outer branches. If you want to completely destroy the Wang family, you should start with the outer branches. This is called cutting off the fuel supply.”

Zhao Shu stared blankly at her, who seemed to be possessed by Zhuge Liang, pointing out the flaws in the world, and asked, "How do you know?" She was starting to suspect that this person, like herself, had been reborn.

"My mother forced me to memorize it." Thinking of the painful years of memorizing the family genealogy, her pretty face darkened.

Zhao Shu thought for a moment and asked the most practical question, "Then how can we eliminate the threat from the root?"